Chapter 718 Hunting

Seeing this, Qi Lin had no choice but to put away his pistol. In the case of being unable to kill the opponent directly, pistol bullets alone cannot have any effect on a person who has been injected with enhanced stimulants—unless Qi Lin is now in his hand. There was a large-caliber assault rifle that directly broke the spy's legs.

This area should be regarded as the "inferior area" in the middle area. Although it is not a dark and damp tunnel like the slums, most of the houses are relatively small and simple, and the lanes are even more intricate. Qi Lin almost lost it several times.

As for those gendarmes, they didn't know where they were chasing them. If Qi Lin hadn't intervened, they might have been run away by the spy.

Finally, Qi Lin forced the other party into a dead end. The three sides of the dead end were covered with barbed wire. Even if the spy could jump three meters high with one jump, he would never be able to get out.

The spy turned around, and when he saw Qi Lin, there was a trace of surprise in his eyes, and he said in his hoarse voice: "It's you? You're just a cremator, why bother to do this What kind of thing will take your life?"

As a spy, this guy's memory is really extraordinary. At that time, Qi Lin was still wearing a heavy helmet with only a palm-sized window on the mask. He actually remembered his appearance.

"Sorry, that's just a part-time job..." Qi Lin smiled, and pulled out the ID card hanging around his neck from his collar.

"Executive officer's assistant... the executive officer's assistant would actually do that kind of work... Could it be that you were already eyeing me at that time?"

"It's purely a coincidence, it's all just a coincidence—including that I chased you here, and I just bumped into it halfway. Although I didn't receive an order to hunt you down, I am a dedicated person, standing in front of you. From my current standpoint, I am obliged to take you back... If you want me to let you go, then I advise you to give up this idea." For this spy who only said a few words, Qi Lin said Unexpectedly patient...Of course, the reason why he said so much was simply to delay the time. After the gendarmes arrived here, he wouldn't have to do it himself.

One thing more is worse than one thing less, not to mention that the other party is also a third-level evolutionary. If he fights with him, Qi Lin can't guarantee that he can subdue him unscathed.

"I know you won't let me go, so I never thought about that—"

The spy's face became gloomy, and a butterfly knife fell from his sleeve to his palm, and with a clear sound of scabbard opening and closing, a short blade with a cold light appeared in the opponent's hand .

The spy didn't intend to make Qi Lin procrastinate any longer, so he rushed towards Qi Lin with a stride, and pierced Qi Lin's face with the butterfly knife in his hand!

"I'm really surprised, are those gendarmes all idiots? When they caught you before, why didn't they take these things away from you? Are you hiding this pocket knife and that stimulant? Where is it?"

Qi Lin took two steps back in a row to avoid the opponent's stabbing attack, but he never stopped talking.

It's just that the other party didn't intend to answer at all, and kept silent the whole time, only the sharp blade kept coming straight to Qi Lin's vitals from various tricky angles.

Qi Lin did not choose to confront the opponent, he just kept retreating until he exited the dead end——

At the moment when the spy forced Qi Lin out of the dead end, the butterfly knife in his hand made a feint move towards Qi Lin's facade, then quickly turned around and ran away!

At this moment, Qi Lin finally pulled out the dagger given to him by the executive officer, and threw it forcefully!

The sharp point of the knife pierced the spy's ankle, and then sank into the concrete road like a knife cutting tofu, nailing one of the spy's legs to the ground!

The spy lost his balance in an instant and fell forward.

Qi Lin immediately took a step forward, kicked off the butterfly knife in his hand, and then stomped his right foot hard on the waist and eyes.

Accompanied by a tooth-piercing "click", the spy's lumbar spine was directly dislocated under the huge force-not only the dislocation, Qi Lin's foot also injured his nerves, paralyzing the spy's entire lower body up.

Pulling out the dagger that nailed the opponent's ankle, Qi Lin stepped down again, kicked the opponent over, and hit the opponent's face with several heavy punches.

It was only the lower body that was paralyzed. Even though he had been injected with enhanced stimulants and felt no pain, the opponent's upper body still hadn't lost the ability to fight. What Qi Lin had to do was to beat him completely until he was unable to fight back.

One punch, two punches, three punches... After more than a dozen punches, the opponent's face was completely changed, with multiple fractures on the face, broken teeth, and even the muscles on the cheeks burst open. Qi Lin's double fists It was even more stained with bright red blood.

The spy's chest rose and fell violently, thanks to the fact that he is a third-level evolutionary. If this was an ordinary person, Qi Lin would have been beaten to death with his first two punches.

Another reason for Qi Lin to do this is to prevent the other party from committing suicide. Some spies will hide the poison in their back molars. Before the other party reacted, he used violence to remove his entire jaw, and he couldn't even close it, let alone crush the poisonous denture.

Shaking off the blood on his fist, Qi Lin smoothly removed the joints of the opponent's shoulders and wrists. In this way, no matter how brave this guy is, it is impossible for him to have the ability to fight back.

"Hey, I know you haven't fainted. I know that kind of potion, and I have used it myself. Within half an hour, even if you are cut in half, it can keep your consciousness clear-I need you to answer me a few questions. Question, if not answered..."

Speaking of this, Qi Lin himself also paused, he suddenly found out with some embarrassment that he didn't seem to have any bargaining chips to force the opponent.

Anyone who can become a spy must have undergone harsh anti-torture training. This guy is not afraid of death, and he is not afraid of torture, and he has no other secrets in Qi Lin's hands. Even if Qi Lin wants to force him, I don't know how to get started.

"Well……"

After thinking for a while, Qi Lin patted the spy's chest lightly, and said, "Well, if you can answer my question, I can give you a happy ending and guarantee that you will not fall into the hands of those military police."

After finishing speaking, the spy who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead finally opened his eyes, stared at Qi Lin, and made an indistinct voice in his throat: "...What do you mean?"